Peak
77
Weeks
1
Score
73
Chart Year
2019
On "False God," Swift uses religious imagery to celebrate her relationship with boyfriend Joe Alwyn. I know heaven's a thing I go there when you touch me, honey. Swift intertwined spirituality and sexuality in a similar way on the Reputation track "Don't Blame Me." There she sang: Lord save me, my drug is my baby I'll be doing it the rest of my life However, on "False God," Swift is aware religion may not be the healthiest metaphor. But we might just get away with it Religion's in your lips Even if it's a false god We'd still worship Swift is mindful that romantic love is on a lower plane than religious devotion. However, the pair is so deeply in love with each other their relationship is their religion. Staring out the window like I'm not your favorite town I'm New York City I still do it for you, babe In the early months of Swift's relationship with Joe Alwyn, she was living at 23 Cornelia Street in New York's West Village. She paid tribute to that happy time in her life in the song "Cornelia Street." This track has many similarities; its sound and tone are adjacent and both contain lyrics referencing the Big Apple. The song was written and produced by Taylor Swift along with Jack Antonoff, who wrote and co-produced eight of the 18 songs on Lover. Taylor Swift sang this when she was musical guest on the October 5, 2019 episode of Saturday Night Live, performing the song live for the first time. Swift gave the tune a jazzy, slinky feel backed by saxophonist Lenny Pickett. She also sang Lover's title track on the show.
We were crazy to think Crazy to think that this could work Remember how I said I'd die for you? We were stupid to jump In the ocean separating us Remember how I'd fly to you? And I can't talk to you when you're like this Staring out the window like I'm not your favorite town I'm New York City I still do it for you, babe They all warned us about times like this They say the road gets hard and you get lost When you're led by blind faith Blind faith But we might just get away with it Religion's in your lips Even if it's a false god We'd still worship We might just get away with it The altar is my hips Even if it's a false god We'd still worship this love We'd still worship this love We'd still worship this love I know heaven's a thing I go there when you touch me, honey Hell is when I fight with you But we can patch it up good Make confessions and we're begging for forgiveness Got the wine for you And you can't talk to me when I'm like this Daring you to leave me just so I can try and scare you You're the West Village You still do it for me, babe They all warned us about times like this They say the road gets hard and you get lost When you're led by blind faith Blind faith But we might just get away with it Religion's in your lips Even if it's a false god We'd still worship We might just get away with it The altar is my hips Even if it's a false god We'd still worship this love We'd still worship this love We'd still worship this love, hmm Still worship this love Even if it's a false god Even if it's a false god Still worship this love
| Week | Chart Date | Position | Points |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | Sep 7, 2019 | 77 | 49 |